26 April 2009
A Matter of Perspective
After we got home, I saw the dolphin. I'd been looking for one all day and had yet to see one. One year later, there he was. Sometimes my life is like that. I live each day with "stuff" right in front of my face, not even thinking there could be more to the picture than what I'm seeing at the moment.
I guess that's where faith comes in. I have to believe that even though I can't always make sense of the mess, God knows. Do I really believe He's big enough to take care of what I can't? If I can't trust Him (and I'm not saying it's easy) then what am I saying about who He really is?